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agent_fishstick[OOM: After Hellboy and Puss in Boots return to Milliways post-Allpocalypse, Hellboy and Abe Sapien spend a little downtime together back at B.P.R.D. HQ.]
Mar. 20th, 2012
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Batwoman - First Entrance
Mar. 20th, 2012 08:54 amto_serveGotham is a funny city which will always manage to surprise you no matter how jaded you become. Still when a derelict building turns out to house such a nice bar, one can't be blamed. True, derelict buildings holding bars is nothing new, but one as nice as this? Or as noisy and bright as this? She should have seen or heard some indication of what was inside which means either she's slipping or something funny is going on and since she knows her game is top, something is definitely funny. Quickly, before the door can close she reaches behind her to catch it; it's always good to be sure of your exits.
Now where did that idiot junkie who thinks his next fix is more important that a kids insulin dose go...
[Tiny Tag: Kate Kane (Batwoman), Artemis Crock]
Now where did that idiot junkie who thinks his next fix is more important that a kids insulin dose go...
[Tiny Tag: Kate Kane (Batwoman), Artemis Crock]
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Mar. 20th, 2012 02:41 pmyournextmayorOOM: And now all I can hear is that music, and suddenly everything just fucking...
...comes indoors.
No skylines. No thundersnow. No friends. Just a sopping wet mayor-elect who's appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the bar, and the faint strains of "Separate Ways" fading out around him.
He blinks.
This isn't another Chicago. This isn't anywhere.
And this isn't restoring balance to his or any other universe. This is a time vortex doing a double-birds dance in circles around him.
Fuck.
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10:16 PM CT Hey hey, off puttering around for a bit foreating and things sleeping. Will be back to tags later this evening tomorrow, oops -- loving the threads so far!
...comes indoors.
No skylines. No thundersnow. No friends. Just a sopping wet mayor-elect who's appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the bar, and the faint strains of "Separate Ways" fading out around him.
He blinks.
This isn't another Chicago. This isn't anywhere.
And this isn't restoring balance to his or any other universe. This is a time vortex doing a double-birds dance in circles around him.
Fuck.
[ooc: Hi all! So, if you know nothing else about
10:16 PM CT Hey hey, off puttering around for a bit for
Spring Equinox Happy Hour
Mar. 20th, 2012 05:46 pmwheatencrownToday is the first day of Spring and once her daughter is safely home, Demeter almost dances through Milliways. She has work to do.
Outside she places her her hands in the dirt as her feet dig in, her green dress pooling around her as she whispers to the ground to heal. The air fills with the scent of growth and ripeness as the scars of battle are covered with grass and fields of flowers.
Once the ground is as it should be, Demeter turns back inside and finds an invitation to bartend which makes her smile grow even greater as she writes the specials.
Specials
Come celebrate the return of Spring with me!
Wine
Ouzo
Field of Green
Springtime
Tell me your Spring hopes and your drink is free.
She then pours herself a glass of white wine and washes the dirt from her hands.
Tiny tags: Kirby, Antinoos, Kate Kane (Batwoman), Leo Fudou
(OOC: Happy Spring! Open until I fall over. Demeter is being quite goddesslike at the moment and the air around her is full of the scents of Spring and ripeness. Let me know if you'd like any blessings with your drinks. Home and tagging back.)
Outside she places her her hands in the dirt as her feet dig in, her green dress pooling around her as she whispers to the ground to heal. The air fills with the scent of growth and ripeness as the scars of battle are covered with grass and fields of flowers.
Once the ground is as it should be, Demeter turns back inside and finds an invitation to bartend which makes her smile grow even greater as she writes the specials.
Come celebrate the return of Spring with me!
Wine
Ouzo
Field of Green
Springtime
Tell me your Spring hopes and your drink is free.
She then pours herself a glass of white wine and washes the dirt from her hands.
Tiny tags: Kirby, Antinoos, Kate Kane (Batwoman), Leo Fudou
(OOC: Happy Spring! Open until I fall over. Demeter is being quite goddesslike at the moment and the air around her is full of the scents of Spring and ripeness. Let me know if you'd like any blessings with your drinks. Home and tagging back.)
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Mar. 20th, 2012 06:12 pmauraofmysteryThe front door opens just enough for a teenage boy to sidle his way in sideways, glowing with the still-not-worn-off novelty of being able to find this place when he likes. It's bright and sunny in Florence right now, and bright and sunny in Mac's grin. Utterly harmless and not in the least bit up to something.
Hands in his pockets, the young Machiavelli strolls into the bar.
Hands in his pockets, the young Machiavelli strolls into the bar.
First Entrance
Mar. 20th, 2012 08:51 pmagainsttherulesA man walks into a bar.
This isn't unexpected for either side of the door.
By the time the door has swung shut however, he's noticed where he is. And where he is, clearly isn't where he expected to be, given the way he's tensed up and started scanning the room.
"This isn't Foley's."
Anyone care to tell Jack West Jr exactly where 'here' is?
[ooc: open for slowtimes until it scrolls off the page]
[Tiny tag: Antinoos, Jack West Jr, Charles Xavier, Trixie!]
This isn't unexpected for either side of the door.
By the time the door has swung shut however, he's noticed where he is. And where he is, clearly isn't where he expected to be, given the way he's tensed up and started scanning the room.
"This isn't Foley's."
Anyone care to tell Jack West Jr exactly where 'here' is?
[ooc: open for slowtimes until it scrolls off the page]
[Tiny tag: Antinoos, Jack West Jr, Charles Xavier, Trixie!]
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Mar. 20th, 2012 09:35 pmno_mere_marbleThere had been a bad atmosphere at the old palace of Alexandria today. Some port magistrate seemed to have screwed up in a major way, and Hadrian had asked just the right (wrong?) questions, and it all came up like a foetid corpse in the swamps. Of course, everybody from the proconsuls to the local tax collector got their percentage; that went without saying. But this fellow apparently had helped himself coming and going, messing with the grain exports for Rome, and that was beyond the pale.
All the entertainment for the day was summarily cancelled.
As Antinoos didn't feel like hanging around while waves of people were grovelling and heads were rolling (and, knowing Egypt, some of these heads might literally roll, later, when those with the biggest losses went after those that had given them away), so he slipped out of the palace and started wandering around the city.
He stepped into what was advertised as a perfume shop when ---
"Oh, it's this place again!"
That's not where it was before. Which is not something that happens. Ever. Not in the reality that Antinoos had grown up in.
He will have to consider that all these people there had not been lying to him, or playing complicated tricks for unfathomable reasons. And that, maybe, it had not been a bad dream.
All the entertainment for the day was summarily cancelled.
As Antinoos didn't feel like hanging around while waves of people were grovelling and heads were rolling (and, knowing Egypt, some of these heads might literally roll, later, when those with the biggest losses went after those that had given them away), so he slipped out of the palace and started wandering around the city.
He stepped into what was advertised as a perfume shop when ---
"Oh, it's this place again!"
That's not where it was before. Which is not something that happens. Ever. Not in the reality that Antinoos had grown up in.
He will have to consider that all these people there had not been lying to him, or playing complicated tricks for unfathomable reasons. And that, maybe, it had not been a bad dream.
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Mar. 20th, 2012 10:16 pmhowling_laughSuddenly, that rock that's been gracing the bar for a few days has spidery cracks running all over it.
And moments later, instead of a rock, it is Coyote sitting on the floor.
Her expression clearly states what the shit was that?? for about five seconds. Then she coughs, gets up, walks over to the bar and gets a drink.
SHE MEANT TO DO THAT. OBVIOUSLY.
And moments later, instead of a rock, it is Coyote sitting on the floor.
Her expression clearly states what the shit was that?? for about five seconds. Then she coughs, gets up, walks over to the bar and gets a drink.
SHE MEANT TO DO THAT. OBVIOUSLY.
